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Still under construction, but if there’s anything ability or equipment wise you’d like to change let me know.

Y'all already know who I'm picking. I'm just waiting on the OOC to drop the sheet in. XP


Oh, I don’t know. I have Zero ideas. ;)
Have you considered the option of characters building up to a final smash? Second question, more for others as I wouldn’t want to, but with the background set here is Kirby officially off limits?
@Lugubrious I was thinking of combining two characters with similar kits. They're both healers, just one would lead to more comedy using the kit of the other. But if not I could use the character with a better kit, although their personallity might not mesh well at all with the rest of the players due to how casually comedy dark they are.


Customization is why I think at this point in time I want to go Courier 6 from Fallout New Vegas.
Very nice. Things are slow for me right now, so count me interested.
We'll initially start within one of the Blues then move on to tackle the Grand Line itself.

Which Blue?

Also, starting in the Blue seas means no Grand Line species I assume? No fishmen/mermen? No minks, skypeians, long-limbs? No dwarves or giants?


Thus the Jacks entered DIA in the best way they could get in undetected: straight through the front doors. A purchased ticket with no intention of use would get them through just fine since their faces and identities were not known to law enforcement. Beyond that, the fifteen days of preparation had given them a great amount of preparation for the job, allowing Chatterbox to position thralls at key points to smuggle in their equipment and look the other way when necessary. It all went quite swimmingly, and soon all five members had gotten in without a hitch. Perhaps this was the most worrysome aspect. The airport had hired thinkers to be on the lookout for dangers, villains, and the like, ranging from generalized social thinkers to those with very specific detection abilities, yet as far as the Jacks were aware nothing was amiss. All of Chatterbox's thralls were able to do their jobs without so much as a confused eyebrow from another person.

As the first of the Jacks to enter, Jason and Sofia had been waiting in their terminal, terminal A, for some time. Time enough that the plane they had purchased tickets for had taken off, not that that was a problem for them, but it could wind up being a problem for security if they were seen loitering around for too long. Then again, airports were far too crowded and disorganized for that, right?

Mina had entered a separate terminal, terminal B,, only able to access the others by the handy-dandy train system DIA had in place, which left every minute on the minute. Her McDonald's, while tasty, might have proven redundant seeing as how she could have gotten food inside the terminal. A McDonald's smiled across the ways, next to a Burger King, Taco Bell, and of course a Pizza Hut alongside who knows how many more food places? Not much to do now except keep an eye and ear out looking for something suspicious. That, or meet up with the team, but maybe keeping themselves split would be better for reconnaissance?

Raymond found himself at terminal C, separated from the others, but not from his gear. As long as he followed the path laid out by the plan, he'd be able to gather his weapons and armor from a baggage storage straight off the tarmac, thanks to a brainwashed security officer ignoring the blatantly illegal property passing through his scanner. Moreso than any other of the Jacks, he relied on his equipment, so it was certainly paramount he reclaim it, then remain inconspicuous as they waited for, and sought out, the threat.

Lastly Drake found his way into terminal A as Jason and Sofia had earlier in the morning. His power had been integral in setting up their entering the airport unaccosted. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the most important individual in the operation. Setting up a network of spies to warn him of any strange business going on the airport was almost like a side perk, albeit a vital one. Why have five pairs of eyes when you could have five dozen? Or five hundred? It was difficult to tell exactly how many he had enthralled in the area, but somewhere between those two numbers.

Spotting Jason and Sofia in the distance, Drake felt the vibration of his phone alerting him to a text message from an unlisted number. One of his "fans." Blucifer has been blown up. All flights about to be grounded, pending a search and investigation.
Then how do you plan to handle crew positions? Dibs on captain, navigator, etc.? Best CS gets the role? Some other method? Additionally, how do you plan this to be “semi” sandbox if everyone is on the same crew? While still in one of the Blues there’s options on where to go, but everyone has to be on board with the same idea. However once you enter Paradise, you’re stuck on one of four randomly chosen straight paths (discounting getting an eternal pose).
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